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Excerpts: [... thee With lonely heart. She wound a wreath of flowers So sweet, And, while the birds still sang their song, ...... Why she and her mother were singing there. Skies are fair when the buds are springing, When the March sun rises up fresh and strong, ...... are in bed, What books shall I bring to you Now each little sleepy head Is tucked away on pillow white, All snug and cosy for ...]
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